Yun Siyuan was suspended just an arm's length above Futian Zhuan and Fan Ni. He couldn't ignore the eyesore of a scene even if he wanted to, and the moment they cleared the pool, he dropped the two of them straight down. To drag them along any further would have risked dirtying his own hands.
Futian Zhuan immediately burst into a furious curse.
"Yun Siyuan, what the hell do you mean by this?!"
Chapter 133